One morning, the screams of a murder reached me. The asphyxia on a fishing boat I also could feel. A cry of help from a laboratory. A deep voice from a raw animal dying.
One evening, I thought all this was so insane, that my life doesn´t need anymore other´s pain. There´s no need to use them, or even love them, just respect them. That´s the way I´m a vegan today.
One night, I understood it wasn´t sufficient. Is not enough for being consequent. Facing each other in the dusk, I knew his life was in my hands, he looked at me right in the eye, and I can swear he barely speak groans of despair imploring liberty.
Set me free. Break the bars. Don´t be scare. No more slaves. Let me live. Make yourself an activist.